While submitting this story the first time an error occurred which omitted the first paragraph, for those of you who read it the first time it may make a bit more sense now. * Lorraine, Now that our divorce is final, and the two order's, one for none harassment, and the other, effectively gagging me from saying anything about you, have both elapsed, it no...
Once upon a time in a tiny kingdom there lived a young man named Jack. Jack fancied himself a ladies' man. The local women didn't think so because Jack could be brash and insulting when he thought he was being witty. Not surprisingly, the fair sex avoided him as much as possible. One woman who couldn't avoid him was his landlady, a young widow with an infan...
Laughter is just the best thing. As I stood on stage, eyes slightly blinded by the spotlights, it was the laughter bursting forth from the audience that made it so good. Even more so, because this was the first time I'd done stand up comedy to the swinging and fetish crowd. I'd been in and out of the lifestyle, enjoying my own personal kinkiness now and the...
My name is Kendra Jones. I'm a six-foot-tall, curvy and big-bottomed, dark-skinned Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I'm a student at Barrack College, a historically Black private school located at the heart of the City of Champions. In the eyes of the world, I am a strong Black woman. Captain of the Women's Wrestling Squ...
Charlie was wondering the about the mall looking for something to make his second anniversary special. He new he could not top last year, he could not afford another Euro-trip. But there just had to be something special he could do... After an hour of browsing and gift buying he was about to head out when he noticed a new shop, it looked like a Fredrick's o...
Another of my continuing adventures with stockings. My wife had decided that she preferred black men to me. I am the one to blame for it but it has all worked out for the best. I have always had the most intense fetish for stockings, garterbelt and spiked heels. A couple from suburban Philadelphia started to correspond with me after my divorce with my wife...
Foreword These stories are based in Australia and written in the idiom the characters would use. Some issues in language variations I anticipated and built translations into my narrative. Others have caught me by surprise especially in their intensity. Generally, the intended meaning will be clear from the context if you don't cling too tightly to your us...
You bask in your shower, naked. Letting the water wash your troubles away. The pounding water beating on your soft white skin. Lathering yourself well, anticipating of what's to cum, thinking of memories past. You hear a commotion just outside, things being set & shuffled, but you pay no attention. You feel the door open, a breeze catches underneath the show...
Tonight was the night that we had been thinking about for a while now. Your roommate was going home for the weekend and we would have the apartment to ourselves. Friday started off great. I awoke to you stroking my morning wood, working my shaft with one hand and tickling my balls with the other. You whisper to me "Guess what is going on this after you cum?"...
This story is based off a fantasy it is entirely made up. All characters are over 18 and you must be over 18 to read this. I always appreciate feedback and comments, and I am aware that I am not the best with punctuation and grammar no reason to beat me up over it... Thanks ***** After entering the house and stripping at the door as you instructed I fold...